Thursday, July 27, 2006 @6:46 PM
I lack the strength to feel, let alone act. I can't explain to you how tiring it is to pretend that i care anymore, or that i feel anything. This living has sucked the life out of me, and like an empty shell, all that echoes back to you these days are automated responses. Press 1 for english... What happened to me? i don't know... i think i've been stumped from a series of my questions and now i lack direction and motivation because i don't know where i'm going nor how to get there. When the illusion of purpose dissipates into a slippery answer, one that has no grasp and no definition... how do you move to the next stage of events. I would will a calling to come along, but i'm in no position to answer any calls... for i've been shackled once more in the slave chains of society. I want... need something, someone to distract me from me. If you look but only outwards, theres a tendency to be another shalllow sheep and if you look only inwards internally, there is a likelihood to ignore the world outside and create your own, in simplified terms... madness. The madman says "i'm not crazy, you're all crazy". Its strange, but i think i'm starting to believe him. So with all my half witted answers, i have no yellow brick road back to kansas. While, the lion lacked courage, the tinman was missing a heart, and i can't remember what the scarecrow didn't have but i think Dorothy doesn't exist. So click your heels 3 times and say: "Theres no place like home coz we're lost in it." Or maybe we are home, but we just can't see it.